Compared with the top-level divine souls of the twin goddesses, Barbara's divine soul is naturally incomparable, after all, 100 pieces of glass with a hardness of 6 still can't knock a diamond with a hardness of 10.

A beautifully polished piece of intact glass can look like a diamond.

A diamond that is too broken to repair can sometimes resemble glass.

When the premise of comparing the two is defined as "completeness", do you still need to think about it?

The point is: this is the necessary prerequisite for taking them out of this world, as Mark promised.

The breathing of several goddesses suddenly became rapid.

In reality, the muse pretended not to care and dipped the bread in jam: [Wait, so many crazy and desperate soul fragments, it has no effect on you? 】

[Mark used a borrowed artifact to travel into the parallel worlds of my doppelganger in some way unknown to me, and saved me before I fell or fell.] Barbara very elegantly took a small bowl of mouthwash and finished rinsing.

[All soul fragments? Litcel said in surprise.

[Not all, of course. To be precise, I still forcibly fused a lot of soul fragments after the fall. It's just that compared to those fragments that carry the memories of tragic despair. Among the soul fragments that were destroyed without knowing anything, there were not many negative spirits. After I absorbed them one by one, it did not pose a major burden to my spirit, and it was within an acceptable range. Rather, it is these terrible memories that are ingrained into my soul that I am infinitely grateful to Mark. 】

Dealing with the most negative pieces and absorbing the relatively easy ones is certainly a relatively low-effort way.

However, no matter how much you save the soul fragments of a goddess in so many parallel worlds, the strength, time, and energy required will be very huge.

Several goddesses had such a conjecture.

Barbara's last words were undoubtedly the last straw that overwhelmed their reserves: [But I can feel that Mark is tired, and he seems to be a little annoyed. 】

These words once again stimulated the goddesses.

Tired? Annoying? What's next?

No wonder Mark hasn't done anything these days, looking sick and can't lift anything except his pants.

When Mark gets bored, the ship won't be easy.

Barbara, who came out on top, can have a complete soul, what about it? Will it become more and more perfunctory?

If Barbara is 80% of the state and is taken away, then it's okay, in case it's their turn to be only 50%, and then you can't leave, isn't it still them who are miserable?

In addition to Angelina, the other three goddesses glanced at each other and saw the same worry in each other's eyes.

Fortunately, he is young in his early 20s, full of worldly desires.

Before you know it, the atmosphere of this breakfast has changed.

Sage Mark's left eyelid jumped.

Hey? Am I delusional?

Why does the muse keep playing with the treble clef earring on his left ear, revealing his sexy collarbone by the way?

Why did Litcel habitually hold her manuscript paper, but when she fanned herself, she ruffled her hair and showed her strength that she had been deliberately concealing until her chest?

Also, why did Pei Ting, who had been hiding in the painting before, suddenly show a perfect woman in her flying oil painting? Or is it a body-painted version? This curve ...... Ahem, ahem, no, I seem to have exposed something.

Mark thought that all the goddesses were suddenly abnormal, and then looked at Barbara's sex appeal as always, and the goddess of the lake still haunted his whole body with mist, and he wondered if something had happened that he didn't know.

The young man is just impulsive, and Ma Qilang immediately secretly contacted Barbara in the soul circuit: [Barbara! What did you just tell them? 】

[It's nothing, they found my soul complete. 】

【……】

It's broken!

No wonder the goddesses reacted drastically.

Mark suddenly felt that this was fate—he got on my Caribbean, swam in that pool, and he couldn't run away.

His expression suddenly became a little playful.

These goddesses, who have been high and serious for a thousand years, will have a good life?

Thinking of this, he was not in a hurry.

This is like opening a blind box, anyway, he has invested so much, and he also knows what the lower limit of the blind box is, since it is all worth the money, just wait for the last moment to open the package.

He opened the system interface and counted the gains he had gained from traveling through so many parallel worlds.

[The host kills the Sackina tentacles of Knell 298 times, the statistical completeness is 89.37%, the weakness is mastered 100%, and the recommended attack mode is ......]

[The host killed the plague demon god Ubel 71 times, and the data completeness was 100% ......]

[The host kills the Angry Archdemon Duronkosa 31 times, and the data completeness is 72%......]

……

With the help of the [Replica of the Eye of Agamotto] given by Mei Mumu, Mark was able to kill almost all the four Apocalypse Demon Gods and the seven Deadly Sin Demon Kings before he met each other in the Overworld, plus raided a series of neutral or evil sects such as the Samsara Sect.

In a sense, he was full of hatred.

Although he was never masked, he saved Barbara's doppelganger once and raised that small part of space, time, and even history.

He didn't know if he was doing the right thing, and he always felt that this replica was obviously a little weak, and he couldn't keep that part of the plane intact, and every time he changed that little piece of history, it would crumble.

He can't control that much, just achieve the goal anyway.

After breakfast, Mark made a routine tour of the Mechanic Cult's workshop, inspected his own armaments, and took care of some government affairs.

He didn't know what kind of change the situation would be made because he saved Barbara in this way......

At the same time, there was a prayer hall in the Temple of Reincarnation.

Now, a new war of God is imminent, and the covenant between the Orthodox churches has officially come to an end—for the covenant has only been in place for 997 years.

This is a very delicate point in time, just stuck at the point in the late stage of the Divine War, when everyone can no longer fight, and then it will continue until the next Divine War starts.

It's the default time for everyone.

In the middle of the prayer hall, a man in gray heavy armor, wearing a hood, and half of his face covered by a mask turned to look at several people who had been mobilized from different parallel worlds and were dressed in the same way as him.

"The quantity is wrong, what's going on?" He frowned.

Another gray-armored man said coldly, "We have not received any reports of attacks, but it is clear that the [Cripples] have increased. ”

"What are they responsible for?"

"I don't know. After all, the process of each parallel world is relatively independent. Entering an incomplete world is not the work of a 'reincarnation'. ”

"I have a hunch that we are being attacked!"